Wind: (Walks into the school building) Goddamn, if I have to hear more stupid shit today, I am going to lose my mind (Walks in to see all the students wearing uniforms)
Cody: Hi, sir
Wind: Sir? That isn’t what you usually say. What’s going on
Cody: Didn’t you hear. There is this new guy who came to school. He’s been turning the whole school into some sort of monarchy
Wind: … how the fuck do you know the word “monarchy”, and how come no one told me this
(Flashback)
Wind: (Cellphone rings)
Cody: Hey Wind, guess what
Wind: No
Cody: Okay, bye (Hangs up)
(End of flashback)
Wind: And you think this is a “Guess what” situation
Cody: Well, when you put it that wa- (Stops, then stands up straight)
Wind: Oh, now what
???: (Walks over, wearing a suit) AH! It’s an Imperfect. It disgusts me
Wind: What the fuck did you just call me
???: Oh, god, why is he speaking to me
Wind: Just who the hell are you
???: I am Isaac the IVth, but you can just call me Prince
Wind: Well, “Prince”, I want to know what the hell is going on here
Prince: Simple. I am turning this school into something that has some worth. Before I came here, this was a school that I wouldn’t even look at. But, I am going to turn it into a school that has a purpose to exist
Wind: Oh yeah, you and what army (A bunch of students stand behind Prince)
Prince: This army of course
Wind: As much as I love your idea of changing this school, you called me Imperfect, where as I am the closest thing to a god in this town
Prince: Oh, really. Well then, let us see what the other class thinks. Lets see if you have the 5 Traits of Fame.
Wind: The what?
Prince: Trait 1! Intelligence (Holds out chalk board) Solve as many equations in five seconds. READY GO (Writes down a hundred solved equations in that time)
Wind: …. I’m better at History (Students boo Wind)
Prince: Trait 2! Money (Holds out a large stack of hundred dollar bills)
Wind: (Takes out five coins) All I got are five penni- Wait, no, these are just arcade tokens (Students boo Wind again)
Prince: Trait 3! Strength (Takes a crowbar and snaps it in half)
Wind: (Tears paper in half) ….. ta-da (Students boos Wind)
Prince: Trait 4: Humor. Just a man faked being blind and used his pet cat as a seeing eye dog, and when they told him, he said “They gave me cat” (Students laugh)
Wind: Um.. People died on the Organ Trail… might as well call it the Organ Fail (Students boo Wind)
Prince: And lastly, Trait 5: Beauty (Girls stare at Prince in awe) And I didn’t have to try on that one. It looks like whatever you have, I excel at it
Wind: Well, you don’t have what I have. A knife (Takes out knife and swings it at Prince, but Prince grabs the knife and breaks it) AHH! You motherfucker. That was my favorite knife
Prince: You really shouldn’t be carrying knives on school property anyway
Wind: FUCK YOU AND YOUR RULES, YOU FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT!
Prince: Sticks and stones, Windy
Wind: (Through clenched teeth) Don’t call me Windy
Prince: Very well. Students (Snaps fingers and they all stand still behind his back) Would you mind taking out the trash
Wind: Trash? ….. (Figures it out) OH YOU MOTHERFU- (Students grab Wind, throw him out the window and he lands in a dumpster)
Wind: (Climbs out of dumpster) OKAY, PRINCE! THIS MEANS WAR
Cody: Hi, sir
Wind: Sir? That isn’t what you usually say. What’s going on
Cody: Didn’t you hear. There is this new guy who came to school. He’s been turning the whole school into some sort of monarchy
Wind: … how the fuck do you know the word “monarchy”, and how come no one told me this
(Flashback)
Wind: (Cellphone rings)
Cody: Hey Wind, guess what
Wind: No
Cody: Okay, bye (Hangs up)
(End of flashback)
Wind: And you think this is a “Guess what” situation
Cody: Well, when you put it that wa- (Stops, then stands up straight)
Wind: Oh, now what
???: (Walks over, wearing a suit) AH! It’s an Imperfect. It disgusts me
Wind: What the fuck did you just call me
???: Oh, god, why is he speaking to me
Wind: Just who the hell are you
???: I am Isaac the IVth, but you can just call me Prince
Wind: Well, “Prince”, I want to know what the hell is going on here
Prince: Simple. I am turning this school into something that has some worth. Before I came here, this was a school that I wouldn’t even look at. But, I am going to turn it into a school that has a purpose to exist
Wind: Oh yeah, you and what army (A bunch of students stand behind Prince)
Prince: This army of course
Wind: As much as I love your idea of changing this school, you called me Imperfect, where as I am the closest thing to a god in this town
Prince: Oh, really. Well then, let us see what the other class thinks. Lets see if you have the 5 Traits of Fame.
Wind: The what?
Prince: Trait 1! Intelligence (Holds out chalk board) Solve as many equations in five seconds. READY GO (Writes down a hundred solved equations in that time)
Wind: …. I’m better at History (Students boo Wind)
Prince: Trait 2! Money (Holds out a large stack of hundred dollar bills)
Wind: (Takes out five coins) All I got are five penni- Wait, no, these are just arcade tokens (Students boo Wind again)
Prince: Trait 3! Strength (Takes a crowbar and snaps it in half)
Wind: (Tears paper in half) ….. ta-da (Students boos Wind)
Prince: Trait 4: Humor. Just a man faked being blind and used his pet cat as a seeing eye dog, and when they told him, he said “They gave me cat” (Students laugh)
Wind: Um.. People died on the Organ Trail… might as well call it the Organ Fail (Students boo Wind)
Prince: And lastly, Trait 5: Beauty (Girls stare at Prince in awe) And I didn’t have to try on that one. It looks like whatever you have, I excel at it
Wind: Well, you don’t have what I have. A knife (Takes out knife and swings it at Prince, but Prince grabs the knife and breaks it) AHH! You motherfucker. That was my favorite knife
Prince: You really shouldn’t be carrying knives on school property anyway
Wind: FUCK YOU AND YOUR RULES, YOU FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT!
Prince: Sticks and stones, Windy
Wind: (Through clenched teeth) Don’t call me Windy
Prince: Very well. Students (Snaps fingers and they all stand still behind his back) Would you mind taking out the trash
Wind: Trash? ….. (Figures it out) OH YOU MOTHERFU- (Students grab Wind, throw him out the window and he lands in a dumpster)
Wind: (Climbs out of dumpster) OKAY, PRINCE! THIS MEANS WAR